Chapter 12

EPOV

I felt myself sway as I leaned against Damon, Alonzo had to be joking, he just had to be but when I look at him the look in his eyes are murderous, with no trace of sarcasm.

"I want to go back to my house now, Damon, please" I beg trying to make him move, run, escape anything than stand here with a psychopath.

"You go back inside; I'll take you home soon" he said he's dark eyes on Alonzo.

"I said the girl stays here" Alonzo nearly screams at Damon, lounging at him. Damon pushes him away so fast I didn't even see his hands move, Damon moves in front of me protectively before Alonzo tries to tackle him again.

This time though he runs so fast he blurs, his teeth extend and bite into Damon's neck, pinning him to the ground. I gasp as Damon growls, struggling under Alonzo's grip.

That's when my vision disappeared, darkness tries pulling me under, blocking my view and destroying my balance, I black out but not before I see Damon looking over at me with concern… his canines razor sharp, then my head hits the ground with so much impact the darkness engulfs me completely…

DPOV

Elena falls to the ground, her head hitting the concrete, a few seconds later blood coats her hair, and I could have caught her before she fell if I wasn't pinned to the ground by Alonzo. Alonzo, the vampire that is blocking me from going to Elena, my Elena, that's when something inside me snapped, my self control, my sense of danger, everything was gone, replaced by pure rage.

I grab Alonzo by his shirt, throwing him off me, standing over him, hearing the deafening sound of thunder and lightening caused by my anger, he looks up at me shocked.

I smirk as I take a stake, that I started carrying since he showed up, out of my pocket, and drive it into his heart.

"Damn you" he can barely whisper hissing in frustration before his body becomes still, I run to Elena's side, lifting her bridal style and taking her back to her house in a matter of seconds.

I come in through her bedroom window, holding her into sitting position, so no blood touches her bedcovers. The cut on her head was still bleeding at a fast rate, and if she lost anymore then she'll definitely not wake up again.

I pull out my pocket knife, holding the jewel encrusted handle carefully, sliding the blade along my arm in just the right place to get enough blood to flow out, putting my arm over Elena's pale lips, watching the cut on her head start to stop bleeding as her now parted lips allow my blood to flow down her throat…

EPOV

The darkness feels like it has been surrounding me for a lifetime, its black clouds swirl around my mind, seeping through my body, making me feel cold, so cold.

Suddenly my arms and legs feel weightless as my body is lifted, wishing I could press myself closer to the warmth, to heal myself of the numbness but right now I have no control over my body, over my thoughts. Well only one thought really, just one image, which seems to be imprinted into the darkness, forcing me to look at it no matter how much I wanted to flinch away from it, run away from my own thoughts.

It's like I'm having a dream that's on pause, all I can see is blood, pouring from a pale neck, the flesh ripped savagely, I want to clean it, cover it, heal it but I'm frozen into place. Maybe I was seeing things, but he looked like he had fangs, even so I wish I could go to him, clean away the blood that's sticking to the ends of his dark hair.

Just as I'm thinking about this, I feel warm liquid on my lips, thick and rich, it moves through my mouth slowly travelling down my throat, make the darkness fade slightly. I feel something in my hand, no I feel someone holding my hand, their touch bringing reality back slightly, letting gravity give me some space, my mind is set free from the darkness letting me slip into a peaceful sleep, but I'm still conscious of the hand that holds onto mine, his unmistakable static touch, making me smile inwardly.

EPOV

The darkness had gone completely when I opened my eyes, my head didn't hurt so badly, my hand still clung tightly to his; I look up into his dark eyes, staring worriedly at me.

He sat at the edge of my bed, smiling weakly as he traced imaginary circles with his thumb on the back of my hand. I try sitting up, but he puts his hands on my shoulders, gently guiding me back down. I never seen him look tired before, but slowly he started to look more like himself, that's when my memories painfully returned making me take a sharp intake of breath.

Damon looks concerned again, sitting closer to me, "Are you alright?" he asks urgently.

I force myself onto my elbows, this time swatting Damon's hands when he tries to get me to lye down again, my head spins but I still manage to get onto my knees, "No, I'm not alright and neither should you be" I say breathlessly, my eyes wide with panic.

"What are you talking about?" he asks putting the back of his hand to my forehead to check my temperature, looking at me like I'm hysterical.

"This" I say pulling down the collar of his leather jacket, but there were no cuts, marks or even a bruise, just perfectly smooth pale skin.

"Again, what are you talking about?" he asks smiling down at me, his teeth all a normal size no fangs in sight.

"But, you…I saw him bite…" I stumble over my words, putting my head in my hands.

Damon takes both my hands in his, forcing me to look at him, "Last night, Alonzo wanted to fight me he was only joking about the whole 'fight to the death' thing, then you fainted and hit you're head, but don't worry you'll be fine"

"What happened to Alonzo?" I say not trying to get my thoughts straightened out.

"He felt bad that he scared you so he left after you passed out"

"I saw him bite you though" and I seen you with abnormally sharp teeth, I think this to myself not brave enough to say it aloud.

Damon shook his head, smiling lightly, "You must have been seeing things, like I said you hit you're head pretty hard"

"I know what I saw" I force, trying to keep the conversation as light as I can is not going easily.

"Whatever it is you saw you should just forget about it" he says a whole lot calmer than me.

"Why because you know I'm right?" I ask pulling my hands out of his.

He rolls his eyes, standing up; "No because if people hear you say things like that you'll end up in a mental facility" he leans over the bed kissing my cheek lightly before turning towards the door.

"Where are you going?" I had too many questions left unanswered for him to leave just now.

"I have to leave before you're Aunt comes home, she doesn't know about you fainting last night, and I'm guessing she'd kill me if she found me up here, I'll be back later" he explains smiling.

"If my Aunt doesn't know how did you get in?" I press, and I know I'm pushing him too far especially since he took me home but I can't control myself.

He lips tilted in a smirk "I used the spare key under the mat, I'll be back later"

"Will you be back later?" I ask wondering why he was even here now, only yesterday he had been all over Caroline.

"You have my word, you should get some rest" he added, and with that he was gone.

I pushed my head into my pillow in frustration, nothing added up anymore, nothing was simple. I couldn't handle his denials, something was strange about him, mysterious and I think I know what it is, but even after all this time of wanting to know what his big secret is now that I do I want to forget.

I curl up into the foetal position, spying a painkiller and glass of water lay on my bedside table, and feel sick that I wasn't nicer to Damon, he had stayed with me all night, holding my hand and I accuse him of lying.

I take the painkiller, washing it down with the water, and for a while it relaxes me, but it isn't enough so I search through my drawer and find the packet, ignoring the tears that have stained my face I take out another, then another… I know I might regret this later but right know I want to forget, I need to forget that I'm in love…with a vampire?

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